After all, she was still a child, Zhou Shuiying's eyes gradually wetted, and tears slid down her cheeks.

Qin Fan gave them all the cash he had withdrawn in the city, a total of four thousand yuan.

This money is enough to pay Zhou Shuiying's tuition and living expenses for a year, and she is still in the compulsory education stage, even if she needs to go to the town to go to junior high school after the second half of the year, the money is enough.

"Brother Qin, I borrowed this money from you, and when I come out of college in the future, I will be able to earn my own money, and I will definitely pay it back to you!"

Holding the money in his hand and carrying the residual warmth, Zhou Shuiying trotted into the room and pulled a piece of homework paper.

The expression on her face was very serious, she must write an IOU to Qin Fan, no matter how Qin Fan shirked it, their father and daughter also insisted on letting him leave after eating.

The food in Zhou's family is not good, and there is no oil and water at all for daily meals, and today it is estimated that it is also because of Qin Fan's presence, and there are a few oil flowers floating on the noodles.

Qin Fan asked Zhou Shuiying where she had gone early in the morning, and when he learned that she had been setting off since the early hours of the morning and walking all the way to the neighboring village, in order to find dry firewood on the adjacent mountain, Qin Fan suddenly felt that the noodles in him were tasteless.

He was a naughty child when he was a child, and he did those things that made people's heads big, even though Qin Shan was a barefoot doctor back then, and his life was not necessarily very rich, but he never let him worry about his livelihood.

"It won't be long before the herbs in the village will be able to be harvested, you can rest at home for the past two days, accompany your father well, and come to help in the field when the time comes." ”

Qin Fan patted Zhou Shuiying's shoulder and swept most of the noodles in his bowl.

Since his cultivation broke through the ranks, he had now reached the point where he had reached the point where he was able to go hungry for a meal or two was not a problem at all.

The father and daughter agreed to come down with a thousand thanks, and before leaving, Zhou Kangsheng also asked Zhou Shuiying to kowtow to Qin Fan.

With such a large amount of courtesy, Qin Fan naturally couldn't stand it, and before the father and daughter could keep him, he directly pushed through the courtyard door and trotted out.

In Sanshi Village in winter, it was dark very early, and before six o'clock, he could no longer see his five fingers.

In this way, the time for dinner in the village was much earlier than before, and by about five o'clock they had all eaten.

Qin Fan stood on the cement road and was a little surprised when he saw the cooking smoke coming out of the chimney behind the house from a distance.

Most of the people in the village are digging in the soil, and they consume a lot of food every day, and they also pay attention to a solid meal.

Generally, no one eats so late, and the people in the village love to gossip, no matter who eats early or late, they have to laugh at them.

The house emitting smoke was only three or five steps away from Zhou Shuiying's house, and Qin Fan walked very slowly all the way, as if he was eating and looking at the quiet mountain village.

"Brother Qin, that house belongs to Sister-in-law Jin Zhi's. ”

Standing in the courtyard, Zhou Shuiying, who had been staring at Qin Fan from afar, suddenly shouted at him.

There are only three or five families living in this part of the orchard, and they can be regarded as a special population in the village.

If nothing else, just because the topography of this place is closer to the back mountain, and far closer to the ancestral tomb in Sanshi Village.

There is a certain boundary between the living and the dead, as if the gap has been opened invisibly, no matter who makes money, the house is repaired at the head of the village, closer to the road.

In this part of the orchard, in addition to Zhou Shuiying's father and daughter, there are also lonely and miserable little ears with some brain problems.

In addition, there is the little widow Zhang Jinzhi.

"Why did Sister-in-law Jin Zhi only eat dinner at this time?" Qin Fan raised his eyebrows, and asked Zhou Shuiying through a fence.

This girl should know something, and after being asked by Qin Fan, her face immediately felt a little uncomfortable.

"She's always been like this......" Zhou Shuiying whispered, glancing at the low house next to her.

Qin Fan recalled that Zhang Jinzhi had said before that he would boil the ancestral ointment, and said that this recipe had been tried and tested, and had accumulated many old customers for her.

And he also proposed many times that he wanted Qin Fan to take a look and analyze the principle.

"Shuiya, Sister-in-law Jin Zhi didn't give her the money when she helped me turn the ground last time, and I happened to meet it today, otherwise you will take me to see it?"

Looking at the low house, and the faint fragrance in the air, Qin Fan was invigorated.

A widow living in a mountain village, without land to plant and without the support of her mother's family, can rely on her own ability to eat, then she should have real ability.

"It's not good, it's okay for me to go, but if you go, I'm afraid that others will gossip......" Zhou Shuiying muffled, pulling the corners of her clothes with her hands, her face full of embarrassment.

Qin Fan turned his head and glanced around, now that it was dark, no one wanted to come over here at all.

But when he thought about it, he felt that it was precisely because it was dark that it was even more inconvenient for him to come now.

"Then I'll come back to her tomorrow, you go back and rest first, and don't forget what I told you. Qin Fan waved his hand, looked at the courtyard of the Zhang family with the door closed, turned his head and walked over to the main road.

It wasn't until Qin Fan walked away that Zhang Jinzhi pushed the door and walked out of the courtyard.

She had a dark headscarf wrapped around her head, and she had been stuffy in the room for a long time, and even the top of the headscarf was dyed with a smell.

"I really didn't expect you girl to be so tight-mouthed. ”

Standing in his yard, Zhang Jinzhi said with a smile.

"I said that I would keep it a secret for you, then I would never tell others, even Brother Qin......"

Zhou Shuiying raised her chin, glanced at her, and then turned around and went back to the room.

When Qin Fan returned to Yao's house, the family of three had already had dinner.

Not to mention that the lights were on in the hall, the lights in the courtyard were also on.

"Ouch, I've never worn clothes made of such good materials in my life, it's such a thick one, how much does it cost!"

Jin Ju's voice floated out of the room, and she pressed her face against the newly bought cotton jacket, carefully feeling the fabric of the new clothes.

This is the new clothes that Yao Xin bought for them when he was in the mall today, one for each of the two old people, and this dress alone cost hundreds of yuan.

For Yao Xin's current salary of more than 1,000 yuan, it is already a huge expense.

"Why do you kid buy such expensive clothes, save the money when you have time, and use it as a dowry in the future!"

Jin Ju pursed her lips, although she felt distressed in her heart, but the hand that touched the clothes never let go.

Hearing her say the word dowry, Yao Xin's face turned red, and he couldn't sit still in the hall, so he went back to his room with a twist.

At her age, it's indeed time to get married.